บท 52: Chapter 52: Casting spells without a wand
The truth seems to have been revealed, but it has become another unspeakable secret. Ginny and the Golden trio's hearts were heavy and they were a little out of breath.
Except for Cyrus.
He returned to the Slytherin common room, intending to find a solitary time to continue planning the attack.
'I remember that the fourth and fifth attacks happened almost at the same time, and it was because of these two attacks that the school was almost closed. ' Cyrus thought.
It's not the time to close the school yet, it must be done step by step to make them think that the situation is not too serious, and it is best to let Dumbledore leave the school smoothly.
At that time, it will be much more convenient.
"We still need to keep in touch with Lucius."
Cyrus muttered to himself, sitting alone on the sofa in the common room and crossing his legs.
After a while, a tall and strong man came over. From a distance, he looked like a huge green Troll.
"Malfoy-" Marcus Flint frowned, "Why are you still here? Go to practice Quidditch! If we win the game with Ravenclaw, then we still have to play."
Slytherin lost to Gryffindor in the Quidditch match last semester.
At that time, they had the most advanced brooms and had an absolute advantage.
However, Malfoy was too busy taunting Harry, forgetting that he was still competing, and missed the opportunity to get the Golden Snitch first.
After that incident, Marcus Flint was very dissatisfied with Malfoy.
But who doesn't know that Draco's father is the school director, and Slytherin's broom was donated by his family? Even if you are dissatisfied, you can only endure it.
According to the schedule system, each house actually has to compete with the other three houses. The final victory is actually calculated based on the points scored during the game. They have lost a game with Gryffindor. If they beat Ravenclaw by 300 points, they still have a chance to enter the finals.
In fact, their chances of winning are very high, and the gap between brooms is difficult to close.
The problem is that since losing to Gryffindor, Draco Malfoy seems to have lost interest in Quidditch. Although he was still training, he was not devoted at all.
Seeing the most important Seeker in the team had this attitude, other players inevitably began to slack off.
With such an attitude, it is really difficult to win!
Therefore, when Marcus saw Malfoy doing nothing, he immediately asked him to go for practice.
"Malfoy! I made an exception by letting you be the seeker, not just to lose!" He strode up to Cyrus, his angry face like a twisted gorilla, "Because of you, everybody says that the quality of the team's seeker is much lower than that of other teams! And we can't beat the other teams by more than 150 before the Golden Snitch appears, do you understand?"
"If you still have this attitude! I will definitely kick you out of the team!"
Marcus became more and more agitated thinking of all those things as he spoke, and finally even stretched out his finger to poke Cyrus in the chest.
This pissed off Cyrus.
Slap!
Cyrus coldly slapped Marcus' hand away.
"Don't point your fingers at me, Marcus Flint. Or do you want me to hang you from the ceiling?"
Not to mention that he doesn't like to be told what to do by others, Draco, the owner of this body, is still his "close friend"! How can he be bullied like this?
"How dare you humiliate me?!" Marcus's gorilla face immediately turned red.
He felt humiliated. Ever since the incident at the Duel Club, everyone knew that he was literally hung up and beaten by a freshman, so he received a lot of ridicule.
Of course, in response to this ridicule, he naturally used brute force to shut up those people!
But now, the little Draco Malfoy actually dares to open up his wounds and pour salt on it?
What about the Malfoys?
Flint is also one of the twenty-eight pureblood families!
"Looks like I'm going to teach you a lesson, Malfoy!"
He pulled out his wand angrily and said threateningly, "I'll make your face full of pockmarks and make your teeth look worse than that mudblood from Gryffindor. You remember her name right?"
Hearing this, Cyrus, who was a little angry previously, suddenly laughed.
It turns out that these evil little Slytherins are nothing more than that. The most evil way they can think of is just to make people pockmarked. It's really funny.
You know, just now Cyrus had planned to hang Marcus up first, then take off his pants and stuff his head into the toilet.
"Pfft.. Then do as you say."
"What--"
"Expelliarmus!" Cyrus didn't even take out his wand, but directly shot out a red light with his bare hands, knocking down Marcus's wand.
He casually took it and held the other person's wand in his hand.
The wand is made of blackthorn wood, and the core doesn't look like unicorn hair.
Cyrus flicked it slightly, and it felt much easier to use than Draco's awkward wand.
He thought the core of the wand might be a dragon's heartstrings or the nerves of a fire dragon.
then—
"Let's see how you look! Densaugeo!"
A curse immediately hit Marcus, and then his two front teeth began to grow crazily, turning his otherwise good gorilla face into a rabbit face.
It's a pity he did not look as cute as a rabbit.
The pain of teething surrounded Marcus. The protruding teeth stretched his mouth open, making it impossible for him to speak a word. All he could do was whimper.
In the common room, other people had already discovered this scene. They looked panicked and rushed out to find Snape.
Cyrus turned a blind eye, never taking such a skirmish to heart in the first place.
Instead, he mercilessly released a magic spell towards Marcus again.
This time, his face was like a blooming gypsophila, covered with dense black spots.
Marcus was rolling on the ground in pain.
"I hope you can learn your lesson and be more respectful to me next time." Cyrus no longer looked at Marcus and found a comfortable position to sit down on the sofa.
"Also, I won't be participating in Quidditch training, but I will be there during the game."
There is really no need to participate in Quidditch training. The Quidditch competition this semester will be canceled because of him anyway, but he does plan to participate in the competition. Although he has no interest in Quidditch, if he doesn't participate, wouldn't Draco be kicked out of the team?
He didn't want to make his "close friend" sad.
Not long after, Snape arrived with a gloomy expression.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Marcus Flint rolling on the ground. The other little wizards were frightened and surrounded the culprit sitting on the sofa.
Marcus Flint again?
First, he was hung from the ceiling by a first-year student, and now he was beaten and rolled all over the floor by Malfoy.
But Snape actually knew very well that although Marcus' grades were not very good, it was impossible to say that he was a waste.
Ginny Weasley beat him because she had "something wrong". But how could Draco Malfoy beat the other person like this?
He knew how much Draco Malfoy was capable of. Snape had taken great care of him since he entered Hogwarts. The purpose is to repay the kindness he received from Lucius for helping him back then.
Therefore, he knew better than anyone how much Draco weighed.
At best, he is on the same level as Potter, or even a little bit worse. He can actually defeat Flint?
He lowered his head and glanced at the embarrassed Marcus. After finding that the other man was fine, he immediately called two classmates to take him to Madam Pomfrey's office. Then he turned to question Cyrus.
"Mr. Malfoy, what have you done this time?"
"Nothing?" Cyrus spread his hands and looked directly into Snape's eyes, "I was sitting on the sofa this morning, and then Flint came over and asked me to go to training. I asked him not to point fingers at me, and he just Threatened to make my face pockmarked and my teeth to be as big as Miss Granger's.
"He was the one who threatened me first, Professor! That's why I hit him back in the same way. Using the 'Expelliarmus' you taught us in the dueling club last time."
"Have you learned it?"
Snape's tone contained a hint of surprise. He had only demonstrated the disarming spell once, but he didn't expect that someone actually learned it.
Cyrus nodded. He didn't boast that he could cast spells without a wand.
"Next time something like this happens, come to me directly!" He obviously knew that Cyrus was not lying. "Even though I promised your father to take care of you, don't cause trouble for me or..."
Hearing this, Cyrus immediately nodded obediently.
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บท 53: Chapter 53: Bloody Hell
"Failed again."
Cyrus looked at the potion in the crucible that gradually turned from bright red to black, and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
He couldn't remember how many times he had tried to refine the magic stone and failed.
This does not include the number of failures he had simulated in his memory.
"I have strictly followed Flamel's notes and the twenty-two techniques summarized from other people's experiences, but the result is still a failure."
"What other secrets are there in the "Jewish Book of Abraham"? What variables existed when Nicolas Flamel was refining the Philosopher's Stone that even he didn't know about? What is the so-called essence?"
He only felt that a large number of mysteries were popping up in his mind one after another.
My mind feels like it's going to explode!
Cyrus knew that even if he continued to think about it now, he might not get the answer and it would just be a waste of time. When Cyrus waved his hand, everything in the room disappeared.
Since there is no progress in alchemy for the time being, it is better to practice magic spells first.
He took out the "Book of the Red Dragon", "The Book of Solomon", "The Book of Roger Ayer", and "The Complete Collection of Dark Curses"... these banned books.
The books are considered forbidden due to their powerful and terrifying curses as well as their obscure and complex nature which are not easy to understand.
Fortunately, Cyrus's talent in this area is much better than that of alchemy.
The "Book of the Red Dragon" records the method of resurrecting the dead, but after analysis, Cyrus discovered that this was actually just a method of creating Inferi, and the "resurrected" dead could not be considered a true resurrection at all.
How to refine the Inferi? This is something that Voldemort already had in his memory.
Although the method recorded in the Red Dragon Book is different, perhaps the efficiency of refining the Inferi is faster. But Cyrus really doesn't like the necromancer's approach.
Moreover, the Inferi do not actually have very strong combat effectiveness. They can serve as cannon fodder, but they are completely defenseless when faced with fire.
And it just so happens that most of the powerful wizards in this world have powerful fire magic.
For example, Dumbledore's Firestorm Charm, Cecil Lee's Vulcan, Grindelwald's blue fire Protego Diabolica, and even the relatively advanced version of Voldemort's Fiendfyre... many others are also good at using powerful fire.
Cyrus actually wanted to create his own flames, and coincidentally, the "Book of Red Dragons" recorded the devil flames of red dragons and the ice flames of white dragons.
He planned to combine several kinds of magic with fierce fire, and the mention of a kind of hellfire in the "Book of Solomon" also made him excited.
"You can add protective spells, defensive spells, phantom transformations, and enemy trap spells into the flames..."
Grindelwald's fire shield is integrated with many spells. In fact, the power of this magic is not as terrifying as Fiendfire, but it is more controllable and applicable. The power to destroy Paris is just incidental, and it is more important to identify his true believers.
However, Cyrus said that he wanted it both in terms of power and efficacy!
And even better!
Inventing new magic is an interesting thing for Cyrus. Although failure is inevitable, this kind of failure is not a real failure. At most, it is just that the magic invented does not meet his expectations.
"Not a failure, just a stone on the way to success."
It's like he tried to copy Grindelwald's fire shield first, but found that the most difficult thing was not to add those defensive spells to the flames, but to let them distinguish between ourselves and the enemy and only attack those who were not loyal enough to him.
This complex magic is like a program, starting with "if" and then forming a fork.
After the "command" given to the flame identifies the target through the "if" condition, it will show different characteristics:
To the enemy, burn everything; to protect the believers; to defend against the attack.
Now, Cyrus understood why the Fire Shield Protego Diabilica was not as powerful as Fiendfire.
The magic of this world is closely related to the wizard's emotions.
Fiend fire is the craziest of all fire magic. It has no other use than burning and destroying, spreading and swallowing everything. This absolute destructive power and determination to destroy everything makes it so powerful!
Fire shield protection is not such a magic. It is controlled. The power of protection contained in the magic has to make the caster's heart become more peaceful rather than crazy.
Two different emotions must reach a balance.
In this way, the power of the fire shield's body protection is naturally impossible to match that of Fiend Fire.
But when it comes to letting Cyrus make his own choice, he still prefers Protego Diabolica. Not only because it looks more beautiful, but although there is some gap in the power of these two magics, it is enough if it's just used to destroy something.
Bullets can accurately kill the enemy and leave hostages. There is no need to use nuclear weapons to kill the enemy and the hostages together.
In the Room of Requirement, Cyrus held Flint's wand in his hand and slowly circled it like an elegant musician.
Hot blue flames ignited around him, like a radiating wand. The anticyclone gradually spreads until it fills the entire interior space of the Room of Requirement!
But when he walked in the flames, he didn't feel the heat or danger of the flames at all. Instead, he felt as happy as walking in the green wilderness.
"Protego Diabolica!"
The swaying flames are like clusters of bluebells swaying in the wind.
Although Grindelwald's signature skills were reproduced, Cyrus was actually not very satisfied.
He once again added many transformation spells to the flames, and demons with blue heads immediately emerged from the hell of bluebells.
Then, he added two dragon fires from the "Book of Red Dragons" and the hellfire and fire jade from the "Book of Solomon" to the flames.
The color of the flame changed immediately.
The originally beautiful blue flame seemed to be soaked in blood and became the color of death.
The bluebells seemed to wither and wither.
However, a bloody mandala bloomed on its corpse, paving a path of fire.
In this way, a brand new fire magic was born in his hands.
Many black spells and magic fires have increased the power of the flames, making up for the lack of the fire shield's power.
Of course, this "insufficiency" can only be said to be relative. After all, it was a powerful spell that could destroy Paris. How could it really be "insufficient in power"?
"What if the curse of creating the Inferi is also integrated into it?" Cyrus suddenly thought.
Although he looks down on the Inferi, if the enemy sees his comrade swallowed by the flames stand up from the flames again, how will this situation affect the opponent's belief?
Cyrus immediately opened the "Book of Red Dragons" and incorporated the spell for making the Inferi into it.
In an instant, this terrifying spell finally took shape.
Even Cyrus himself was struck by the evil of the curse.
What a great spell!
First, destroy the enemy, and then drive the enemy's corpse to fight with their original companions.
Such cruel magic may even make Voldemort himself become Cyrus's number-one fan after seeing it.
When Satan himself comes, he has to hand him some flowers.
Cyrus suddenly had some resistance to this magic, or maybe it was a resistance to the evil hidden in his heart.
But now that the curse has been invented, even if you don't plan to use it in the future, you should at least give it a name.
"I remember that in "Bleach", Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's Zanpakutō seemed to have similar abilities."
(P.S. I haven't watched Bleach so IDK what the author is talking about.)
After the swastika, the residual fire Taitonan Fire Ten Trillions Death Burial Formation is a move to recall the corpse of the deceased. However, this name is a bit too awkward to shout, so Cyrus plans to call it:
"Bloody Hell."
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